"The pressure is so great." Zhang Jinyue and Wang Mingquan sat cross-legged in the retreat room of the first-level temple in Yandang Town. Listening to the noise outside the temple, he couldn't help but open his eyes and look at each other and smile bitterly.

Zhang Jinyue took a deep breath and shook his head and said, "I'm afraid the two of us are now the people around the world's attention. The only two Zixiao monks are learning magical powers and magic... They should be guessing our current situation, right?"

"I also feel very stressed." Hearing Zhang Jinyue's words, Wang Mingquan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, saying: "It's so difficult to learn first-level divine art. It's really hard to imagine how high the talent is needed to learn the ultimate divine art."

"Concentrate on practicing." Zhang Jinyue sighed: "I don't hear anything outside the window and only practice magic. The God Lord has high expectations for us. Don't let the God Lord be disappointed in us."

"Well" When Wang Mingquan thought of the dreamy and the dreamy and the high dragon god, he trembled slightly in his heart, and nodded piously, closing his eyes again.

Zhang Jinyue and Wang Mingquan actually knew in their hearts that as the only two Zixiao monks at present, their chances were far greater than those of Zixiao monks that would be produced in the future. As long as they could seize this opportunity, even if they could not become Pope Shenxiao due to qualification restrictions, they would at least be the elders in charge in the future and be considered senior staff of the Jiuxiao Temple.

What they need to do now is to seize all the time, successfully practice the first-level magic skills, leave the later generations as far as possible, and maintain their advantages.

Both Zhang Jinyue and Wang Mingquan knew this truth very well, so they must withstand the pressure and complete the first-level magic cultivation task as soon as possible

"I didn't expect that the first-level divine art was only healing." Ye Yangcheng frowned slightly, and reviewed the current situation of the Jiuxiao Temple presented on the Qiankun Sumeru Mirror. When he saw that there was only one first-level healing technique in the activated first-level divine art column, he couldn't help but feel sank.

The Jiuxiao Temple is a barrier for him to deal with the ghost army, and it is also the last line of defense. If any problem occurs in front of him, the Jiuxiao Temple can still stand on the front line as a substitute.

But the current situation made him a little shocked. There was only one first-level magic in Jiuxiao Temple, and it was a healing technique that did not have any attack ability.

In this way, even if a large number of Langxiao hosts were born within three months, it would probably not help the overall situation, because they did not have the ability to attack ghosts, and even self-protection became a problem.

What should I do? Ye Yangcheng sat on the throne in the Huaxia Temple, looking at the content presented in the Qiankun Sumeru Mirror, fell into deep thought.

"The only first-level magic technique that Langxiao can learn is the first-level healing technique. There is no other choice. It is obviously a fantasy to use believers who are at this level to block the army of ghosts, and the success rate is basically negligible."

"According to this trend, it is probably the one who can barely fight with the army of ghosts, Jing Xiao and Danxiao's first-level believers... After three months, thousands of elders have been cultivated? This is simply impossible."

"In other words, the defense line arrangement of Jiuxiao Temple has already died, and the only way to stay is to act as a rear base... By the way."

As he thought about it, Ye Yangcheng's eyes suddenly lit up. After pausing for a moment, he couldn't help laughing: "The rear base, yes, the Jiuxiao Temple should have existed as a rear base, not a line of defense to defend the army of ghosts."

His eyes fell on the column of Taixiao disciples. The bright numbers changed Yeyang City's original thinking and made the positioning of the Jiuxiao Temple more clear.

"Even if each person only contributes a little bit of his vow every day, he can still earn more than 20 million vow income. If each person is two o'clock or even seven o'clock or eight o'clock, the vow power in one day may reach 150 million."

"According to the standard of transforming a little divine energy for every fifteen points of vow, I can get one million divine energy supplements in a day, and the ratio of divine energy to transform spiritual energy is 1 to 500, which means that I can get a total of 500 million spiritual energy for other purposes."

"Five hundred million points of spiritual power, and not one-time, but like leeks, I can get 500 million points of spiritual power every day. I can strengthen creatures without limits, conquer the divine envoys, and form an army that scares them before the army of ghosts arrives."

"At that time, the Jiuxiao Temple did not need to be a line of defense to prevent the attacks of the ghost army. Its real positioning should be the rear base."

"The only problem left now is that these more than 20 million Taixiao disciples are scattered all over the world, and whether it is the holy land or the floating temple, the area where the collecting power of the wishes cannot reach this level."

"So a lot of vows will be wasted in vain and cannot be collected. Therefore, what I need to do now is to build a large number of temples and expand the coverage of the Jiuxiao Temple to the entire Huaxia Kingdom as soon as possible."

"Only I can have enough will to transform the divine essence, and then gain huge spiritual support, accelerate the expansion of the divine legion, and strengthen the expansion of the biological legion."

"The temple does not have the ability to resist strong enemies, but I can arrange divine envoys in the temple to strengthen creatures, which is enough to ensure that the temple is not easily violated by anyone."

When the thoughts in his mind turned here, Ye Yangcheng had a rough direction of action in his heart, and his mind started to rotate wildly...

Ye Yang City disappeared from everyone's sight, but most people's eyes had already turned to Baojing Town in Wenle County. In this place where the miracle was born, it was already crowded.

More than 200 countries, more than 100 religions, and dozens of super-large chaebol leaders have already set out. If nothing unexpected happens, a large-scale pilgrimage will be held here in three hours.

If someone drops a bomb in Baojing Town at this time, the whole world will become extremely chaotic overnight... Therefore, the Chinese government sent the most elite super soldiers to be responsible for the security measures at the pilgrimage site, and a large number of soldiers formed countless patrols to maintain the order of the entire Baojing Town.

Because the Holy Land of Jiuxiao Temple is located in Baojing Town, from the emergence of the holy land, Baojing Town and even the surrounding towns are destined to become an area centered on the Holy Land of Jiuxiao Temple. Whether it is safe or prosperous, it will reach an amazing level.

Today, leaders of various countries, religions and chaebols came to Baojing Town to worship the holy place, which further clarified people's conjecture. The indigenous people of Baojing Town were all smiling.

"The ceremony of worshiping the holy place will be held on time in two hours, that is, at 9:30 in the morning." A team of fully armed soldiers walked past Xibin Road in Baojing Town with pride and courage. A leading officer held the walkie-talkie and said, "In this process, you soldiers are all more energetic. Whoever makes a mistake, be careful that my gun will not recognize others."

"Understand" more than ten people responded on the walkie-talkie. These people were all officers responsible for the maintenance of the on-site order in Baojing Town. For them, obeying orders is their only duty.

Every street in Baojing Town, every half minute, a team of patrolling gun soldiers would pass by, and every intersection, every blind spot, every commanding height, there were soldiers' posts standing there, guarding Baojing Town as tight as an iron barrel.

More than an hour later, a dense roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and thirty-six fighter jets whizzed past Baojing Town in triangular formations.

"Be good, this is really a big scene." Chen Shaoqing led Zeng Miaomiao forward with difficulty in hearing the roar in the air, and after hearing the roar in the air, he couldn't help but exclaim: "This model should be the latest successfully developed weapon, right? I've never seen it before."

"It should be." Zeng Miaomiao responded in a daze, then asked, "Where are we going?"

"It's almost right in front." Chen Shaoqing said with a smile, and continued to move forward with difficulty among the crowd.

Last night, he and Zeng Miaomiao returned to Baojing Town together, but it was impossible for Baojing Town to drive in again. In desperation, Chen Shaoqing could only park his car on the side of the road more than ten kilometers away from Baojing Town, and then took a tricycle to the road outside Yandang Town, and then walked back to Baojing Town.

After meeting his parents, Chen Shaoqing pulled Zeng Miaomiao away from home early this morning and advanced towards Xibin Road.

Finally, after only a dozen minutes of travel, he finally came to Yeyangcheng's home with Zeng Miaomiao, and saw Yeyangcheng's mother, Wu Yufang, standing at the door of his house with his neighbor.

"Auntie, I am a classmate from Yangcheng. Do you still recognize me?" Chen Shaoqing and Zeng Miaomiao crossed the crowd and appeared in front of Wu Yufang.

"Acheng's classmate?" Wu Yufang couldn't help but be stunned when she heard Chen Shaoqing's self-introduction. She stared at Chen Shaoqing for a long time before she suddenly said: "Oh oh oh... Remember, you are that Chen..."

"Chen Shaoqing."

"Oh yes, it's you." Wu Yufang smiled: "I often hear Acheng mention you and say that you are promising now."

His eyes fell on Zeng Miaomiao, and Wu Yufang asked with a smile: "Your girlfriend?"

"No matter how promising she is, she can't compare to this boy Lao Ye." Chen Shaoqing muttered in shame in his heart, but nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Yes, her name is Zeng Miaomiao... Auntie, is Yangcheng at home?"

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